{ON HOLD} Stole My Heart (A Niall Horan fan fiction)

Chapter 10

Niall's POV

"Wait... what?" Zayn asked after Cat had run upstairs.

"I have no idea, mate." I responded laughing and shaking my head.

We heard a grunt from behind us and turned to see Cat's father staring us down.

"If either of you try anything on my little girl, I will personally hunt you down. I don't cate if you're part of that One Dimension band. You will be treated by as any other human that has entered this house. You will get no privileges from me. Do you understand?" He said in a warning tone.

Zayn and I nodded as Cat's father smiled.

"Good, and if you do try to sneak up there, the stairs creak." he added before joining his daughter in going upstairs, making sure we could clearly hear the loudness of the stairs.

"Night, love you, see you in the morning. Schlaf gut, ich liebe dich, guten Nacht. Sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite." I heard him say to Cat. (A/N The German meant Sleep Well, I love you, good night)

"Dito!" she called back.

"What a weird family." Zayn said.

I nodded my head to show him I agreed.

Zayn walked over to the larger couch, calling dibs, and layed down. I sat on the other couch and let my thoughts wander.

Cat was more than just some crazy fan that met us at the park a few weeks ago. She had much more of a story than I had even thought about. She was pretty weird, but in a good way. She was spontaneous and I could tell that she cared for her family.

She joked with her younger brother and cared enough not to wake up this Brandon kid, who I'm assuming was another brother.

She took her friends seriously and wasn't one of those fans that thought she knew everything about us. She proved that to me when she said You sond like I imagine Liam would instead off You sound like Liam. It's a small difference, but it meant a lot to me and Louis.

My thoughts were interrupted by a slow creaking on the steps. I stood up quickly and shook Zayn.

"Zayn." I whispred. "Zayn, wake up. There's something coming down the steps."

Zayn groggily sat up and opened his eyes, even though he had only been asleep for a minute or two.

"Hey guys." We heard Cat whisper.

"Thank god it's you. I thought it was something else." I said with a sigh.

Cat put on a fake hurt expression at my words. "Are you calling me a something instead of a someone?" I began to open my mouth and reply, but Cat held her hand up to stop me. "Fine. If you want to be rude to me, then I'll just hang out with Zayn all night." She finished.

She walked over and sat down next to Zayn, who was already dozing off again. Cat leaned over and cupped her hand to whisper in his ear. "Darlene needs you to stay awake, otherwise Louise will hit you." She whispered. "Gertrude could sing jingle bells loudly in your ear, Margaret will bite you, and Angie will try and fail to stop us."

Zayn opened his eyes quickly, obviously creeped by what she was saying.

"What?" She asked innocently. "It's true."

"Who are Darlene, Louise, Gertrude, Margaret, and Angie?" I asked.

"People." Cat answered simply.

"Wait, didn't your dad wake up when he heard the stairs?" Zayn asked.

"No," She said, "he's a heavy sleeper. He never wakes up to that, plus, if you know the right places to step, there's barely any noise. He was just saying that to scare you."